It was Wednesday. You woke up at 6:30am, per your alarm ringing and making that annoying ass sound that makes it seem like something's on fire.
You lifted yourself out of bed and put on your yellow crocs and walked to the bathroom.
You did all your, *cough* um, bathroom things, and washed your hands. You brushed your teeth, and brushed your hair, so you didn't look like an actual dumpster rat. You put on your binder, geeked out over your flat chest for a minute, then put on your T-shirt that said, Ask me if I'm ok and I will immediately start breaking down, then put on your favorite pair of tracksuit bottoms.
You went to the kitchen which you immediately regretted.
"Oh look it's the mistake your mother and I made" said your father, who hated you.
"Oh look it's the mistake my grandparents made" you said, equally as sarcastic.
"What did I ever do to you, *deadname*?" he said
"Dad their name is Y/N, and uses they/them pronouns remember?" said Christy, your older sister.
"They/them isn't singular, plus all that liberal bullshit just went into her head and intoxicated *deadname* with lies" he said, taking another swig of beer "Now eat your breakfast and get to school, I don't wanna see your bitchasses anymore" said your dad, walking to, and closing the front door behind him.
"Don't listen to him Y/N, he's an idiot" said Christy.
"Pft, like I didn't know that, anyway, can you drive me to school? I don't feel like riding the bus and having ThE bOyS bark at me today." you said grabbing an apple.
"Sorry sib, I wish I could, but I have to get to work early today, I just had time to eat breakfast with you" she said, a sympathetic look on your face.
"Oh no you're good." You said taking a bite of your apple
"I'll be leaving in five minutes, I suggest you do the same, and please get changed, You can't wear that to school" she said, pointing at your shirt.
"Ugh, fine but only because you're one of the only three people I respect." you said.
You walked to your room and took off your shirt. You sifted through your closet looking at all of your shirts. You decided on a plain black shirt. You decided to change out of your trousers too because you were not feeling the vibe.
You put on some green Tripp NYC pants and put on your Doc Martens. You looked in the mirror and put on some light eyeliner that would guarantee a "EwW aN EmO" from the jocks and popular girls that would only appear in stupid Wattpad fanfics.
You fluffed up your H/L hair, grabbed your backpack, and walked out the door.
You started walking to the bus stop. You noticed your crush standing there.
'Ohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygod'
"Oh, hey Y/N!" he said noticing you were walking towards him
"Hey Danny" you replied
How cliche of you, falling for your childhood bestfriend. What kind of Ao3 type shit is this?
"Did you sleep well?" he asked
"Eh, sure, how about you?" you asked
"No, not really, I stayed up watching Markiplier" he said
"Dude seriously? Without FaceTiming me first?" you laughed
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POV: Just Regular ol' Danny
FanfictionThis story is a reader insert where you have a crush on Danny and vice-versa. There will be SOME smutt but not that much. The chapters that have smut will have warnings